YES! YESSS! Finally I managed to brake my almost 4 month dry spell!

I went to bed at like 3 AM (got hooked to a photoshop project) and woke up at 9AM. I remembered no dreams at all. Then I got out of bed and woke my bro up because I was supposed to drive him to school. Well, he said that he'd have to go at 12 o'clock. I was quite happy to hear that because I was tired. Anyways I went back to bed because this was the time the REM periods should come. I fell asleep thinking about lucidity and the feeling when you realize you're dreaming. I also decided that I would meet a girl from my school. I don't really know if you can call this WBTB because I was awake for like 5 minutes...(And it included running up and down stairs). But it definitely worked: From 9AM to 12 o'clock I had 4 dreams from which 2 were lucid!

It's hard to say how I realized I was dreaming... it just came to me, no signs whatsoever.

I'm not gonna tell about the first lucid because it was quite... naughty. It started with a naked woman on my couch. And hey what's a man to do, right? Some things transformed... some things were in places they're not supposed to be... ughh... Anyway it was quite short.

The third dream (second lucid) was quite different than my other lucids: I didn't fly right after realizing that I'm dreaming. I started walking. The place was like a town from the wild west. I walked and tried to find the girl who I thought about at 9AM... didn't find her... The next thing I know I was searching for any kind of girl. I think I said some naughty things to some young girls and soon everyone looked very weirdly at me. Then I found a guy from my class and we started talking. I told about this dream and, of course, he denied it (It's funny how no one ever believes). To show I was serious I started floating and soon I flew off. I still heard everyone talking. They were very surprised like "How do you do that?". I flew very high (the cloud formations looked AWESOME). I actually wanted to go back down but that's where I lost control and woke up. I guess flying is as risky as it is funny...

Now, oddly enough, I have a feeling that lucid dreaming is the easiest thing in the world, I'm excited to see how the next night turns out